A pungent rancid smell came from behind the door.

The young man frowned slightly, but saw that the man stretched out his hand and waved: "Son of the Qi family, please!"

Before Nalan Xiaolan stepped into it, she could hear the screams of the Terrans coming from the prison.

"Ahh

The sound fell into the ears and felt like it fell on the heart.

The young man sighed and took the lead to walk the dungeon, and Simon Fox was about to follow, but saw that the man stretched out his hand to stop him.

The door closed automatically, and the so-called son of the Qi family was locked in prison.

Ximen Fox was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "That's the son of the Qi family, if you make him unhappy, you will die!"

This was said without confidence, but it became a joke in the eyes of that person.

"Is that the son of the Qi family, you know best in your heart, if you want to live, hurry up and find grandpa!

Ximen Fox was stunned when he heard this, this guy opposite!

Nalan Xiaolan was brought back by himself, but whether he was caught by his grandfather in the end or not, he couldn't escape the involvement, and I am afraid that his status in the clan would plummet.

"Ximen Yin, don't be smart but be mistaken by cleverness!"

Indeed, since he embarked on this road, there has been no way back.

Either follow Nalan Xiaolan or die.

Without warning, Simon Fox suddenly shot out and fell with a blow.

That Ximen Yin was secretly glad in his heart, and it was not surprising that this guy would choose to make a move.

The two of them fought here, and the Taoist of the Ximen family, who was standing guard on the side, seemed to hear something from the conversation between the two, and hurriedly went to the patriarch to solve it.

Nalan Xiaolan listened to the sound of fighting outside, and sighed lightly, this is not the worst result, and if she wants to leave, this door can't be stopped.

Along the dimly lit tunnel, the boy made his way forward, and as the stairs descended, the environment became more and more humid.

"Little man, dare to let me out and fight to the death?"

"Let you out?"

Then another scream came out, and the young man was slightly stunned, there are still guards here?

Nalan Xiaolan frowned slightly, the smell in this prison is not good, most of the people who can be here for a long time like to kill, and they are cruel.

"Oh, someone's coming?" I saw a sneer in front of me, and the sound of footsteps came towards me.

Nalan Xiaolan raised her eyebrows, she was also a person with the power to kill, how could she be frightened by another person?

It was a butcher dressed in bright red blood, with various torture instruments pinned to his body, and a strong smell of blood came to his face.

Looking at Nalan Xiaolan again, there was not the slightest discomfort on his face, he had seen it all bloodier than this, not to mention a little butcher, but the seventh-order cultivator, still wanted to scare him?

"Oh, no response?" the butcher was also shocked, why did the boy who was guarding the door never come in?

"Are you torturing them?" asked Nalan Xiaolan softly.

"What, you want to be tortured by me?" said the butcher, but his body took a step back.

"Good!"

I saw a Shura knife appear in Nalan Xiaolan's hand, this knife was bright red all over, revealing an extremely bloody feeling from the inside out.

The butcher only glanced at it, and knew that this was the treasure he had dreamed of for a long time!

It's just that I don't seem to have anything to do with this treasure in my life, because I'm likely to die soon.

"What's the matter with this group of Taoists of the Simon family, allowing an enemy to sneak in!" It is not difficult to see that the shadow of death does not frighten the butcher.

"What, you still want to leave in front of me?" Nalan Xiaolan suddenly sneered.

The strange thing is that the butcher stood in front of him and did not move, but the young man said that he wanted to escape.

"Boy, be merciful and forgiving!" the butcher's face finally changed, and he threw himself at the boy with a strange scream, and in the distance stood up a man from a pool of blood on the ground, who was also considered to be good-eyed, but fled without looking back.

Nalan Xiaolan couldn't see any expression on his face in the face of the butcher who had been culled, but his body shook slightly, and the body of the butcher who had just grabbed him suddenly collapsed, turning into flesh and blood and falling into this dungeon.

Knowing that his butcher had been killed, the man's body trembled slightly, and he once again disappeared into a cloud of blood on the ground.

Faced with this scene, Nalan Xiaolan was surprisingly calm, only to see him walk to the bloodstain and stretch out his hand to grab the bloodstain.

In a piercing click, Nalan Xiaolan's hand slowly lifted, and a man was also lifted from the bloodstain by him.

"You'd better let me go!" the man was pale and bloodless.

"Released you?"

"Yes, I'm a descendant of the Blood Clan, if you kill me, you will definitely provoke the Blood Clan's pursuit!"

Nalan Xiaolan was slightly stunned when she heard this, then shook her head and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"You don't recognize this knife?"

Nalan Xiaolan threw the Shura knife in front of the man, and the blood-red blade was filled with a strong bloody aura.

Just now he didn't feel so real about this knife through the butcher, but now that he was in front of him, he felt the horror of this knife!

"Shura Knife, you are Nalan Xiaolan!" the man exclaimed.

"Humph!"

"If you kill my blood clan, you will go to the Qi family, and when the time comes, will your Nalan family be able to resist the attack of the blood clan?"

To be honest, the boy had never heard of any blood clan at all, but he didn't dare to ignore what this guy said.

"Just a blood clan, I can destroy it alone!"

Nalan Xiaolan sneered.

When these words fell into the man's ears, he couldn't help but shudder, yes, who is this guy? In the Tianmeng, the dragon was killed in front of ten thousand people, and the dignity of the Tianmeng was trampled on the ground.

However, the man didn't have time to think more, Nalan Xiaolan raised his knife and killed the man.

......

In a pool of blood deep in the earth, a bubble emerged from the depths of the blood and exploded above the pool of blood.

"Who is it?"

"Nalan Xiaolan!"

After a brief silence in this pool of blood, the blood in the pool suddenly began to surge.

"Nalan!"

The Bloodline is born!

......

Nalan Xiaolan continued to move forward along the prison, in which he saw several corpses, and after a simple examination, all of them were members of the Nalan family!

They died in different ways, and after they died, their eyes were wide open, and the anger in their hearts had not yet dissipated.

The boy reached out and closed the eyes of the men, and with a wave of his hand, the bodies were gone.

"All of you, I will take you to be buried in your clan. ”

He suddenly understood why this group of people were hiding in the Tibetan Wind Valley and were reluctant to come out, because if they came out, they would die!

The boy continued to move forward, and there was the breath of the living in it!

"Help!" A faint cry for help came into her ears, and Nalan Xiaolan hurriedly rushed over, only to see a clansman being hung upside down.

The young man did not dare to hesitate, and hurriedly stepped forward to put it down and treat his injuries.

And the people of that tribe thought that the enemy was saving them, and stretched out their hands to push Nalan Xiaolan away.

"Don't move, it's me!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the clansman who was lying on the ground and dying raised his head and opened his eyes, which had been stuck to the blood.

Sure enough, it was the familiar face.

"Childe, it's dangerous here!!" the clansmen struggled to their feet, trying to cover Nalan Xiaolan's departure.

"It's not dangerous. The boy first helped his people stabilize their injuries.

I saw that the faint green glow in the art of time shrouded the wounds of the tribe, and the originally stinky and white wounds quickly recovered.

"You wait here, I'll go inside and see if there's anyone alive. ”

Nalan Xiaolan's heart was a little angry, and the misery of his clan fell in his eyes, like a sharp knife into his heart.

This is still what he can see, and where he can't see, how tragic is it?

Nalan Xiaolan didn't know, and she didn't dare to think about it.

Walking step by step in this rancid prison, the anger in the young man's heart burned more and more.

After a few rounds, the boy felt the breath of life in front of him.

......

There were dozens of clansmen standing in front of Nalan Xiaolan, all of whom had just been rescued by herself.

Most of them look miserable at the moment, missing arms and legs, but at the moment their spirits are full and full of fighting spirit.

"Wait until you go out, I'll stop the Daoist of the Ximen family, you go first!" Nalan Xiaolan frowned slightly, there were too many clansmen, and he couldn't shelter them thoroughly.

"No, Childe, you go first. A clansman suggested.

"The Heavenly Alliance can't keep me, let alone a branch of this small Simon family. ”

The ancestors of Nalan Xiaolan walked towards the gate, and the gate of this prison had a special layer of magic inside.

"Break it for me!" the young man roared, only to see his fist glow with golden light, and slammed his fist on the prison door.

I saw that the door of this prison quickly lit up with purple rays, purple mangs to the golden light, the young man's eyes became more and more angry, and the golden light in his hand suddenly overshadowed the purple mang.

Rumble!

The terrifying power swept out, and the Simon family, who had already been notified outside the door, waited for a long time, but in the face of this might, the formation was still disrupted.

"Death!" Nalan Xiaolan held the Shura knife, her red glow flashed, and her eyes were bright red.

"Nalan!

Under the red mang, there are still people who have survived, and they are killing Nalan Xiaolan at this moment.

The offender's cultivation was low, and he was not looked directly at by the young man, and his eyes were only those ninth-order hidden in the shadows.

"Kill!"

Blood mist appeared around the young man, and a terrifying killing force swept in all directions, and those ninth-order people were terrified in their hearts, and they only dared to hide in the shadows and not show up.

"Let's go!" the boy roared.

The Nalan people in prison walked out one by one, and slowly left in front of the Taoist of the Ximen family.

On the way, no one dared to make a move, and Nalan Xiaolan also sighed secretly in her heart, but fortunately no one made a move.

The young man escorted the clansmen out of the palace, and it was not until they disappeared into the distance that the momentum within the Ximen family eased.

"Is that Nalan Xiaolan?"

There were people in the Ximen family who were skeptical about Nalan Xiaolan's combat power, and even thought that the Heavenly Alliance was nothing more than that.